Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

Murdy's crude fingers rubbed Ye Xiao's chin, recalling the process of dealing with Cherry Blossom 200 years ago.

“Seems… she has appeared.” Muddy thought about it, "but I don't remember. How could you think I liked you because of her? ”

“Well, I guess.” Ye Xiao smiled and said, "With the fact that Mudi hadn't touched a woman in centuries, she thought it was really possible that he didn't know what Cherry Blossom was like at the time," but you were too ridiculous to think she was a man. ”

Murdie said softly, "The Flaming Demon has always worn a mask. ”

“What if it was me?” Ye blinked and looked at him seriously.

“You...” Moody's thin lips pulled a slight smile, “afraid I'm wrong about you? ”

Ye Xiao groaned softly, “Yes. ”

Muddie laughed laughingly, "Whoa, you're so stupid. ”

How could he have mistaken her!

Well, he can't be wrong about her, Ye Xiao thinks he asked a silly question.

Murdy laughed down and kissed her lips with a low head, the tip of her tongue depicting the shape of her lips, tender and wrapped around her. He did not like other things taking up too much of her mind, and all she could think of was him.

Ye Yip's hand grabbed Muddy's neck and leaned softly in his arms.

“Sweet." Murdie kissed her earlobes, poking into her collar with one hand, gently kneading.

“Azhan, I want to see Ming-hee...” Ye said silently, wanting to leave his arms.

Murdie pressed her under her, her voice was mute, but her tone was somewhat unpleasant, "Whoa, don't be distracted at this time. ”

“Agreed for the evening...” Ye Jingu muttered.

“Start now, by night.” Muddy said.

Ye Zhang scratched his chest, “Zhan, shall we have another child? ”

“No, not one.” Murdie firmly said, reaching out to untie the leaves.

“No!” Ye Xiao suddenly changed his face and struggled from under Mo Di, “Zhan, I... I was reborn too, remember? I was reborn to my sister, and the true King of Flames should be Lu Dai, not me. ”

Murdie frowned slightly and held her back in her arms, "So what? ”

“So what? Don't you think there's a problem?” Ye Xiao shouted, if it wasn't for her, Lu Zhao might... he wouldn't be dead.

“What's the problem?” Murdie asked softly, "If she was destined to be the King of Flames, she would not die. ”

Ye Zheng was a little depressed. She held Murdy's waist, “I just saw Cherry Blossom and suddenly remembered her sister. ”

“You don't think Cherry Blossom is Lu Di, do you?” Murdie looked at her funny, "what the hell was going on. ”

“I'm not thinking!” Ye chuckled at him. “When I saw the cherry blossoms, I felt a familiarity...”

Muddy rubbed her head, "You think too much. ”

Ye Zheng held his hand, “Let's go check it out, I'm not relieved. ”

“Damn, twice now.” Moody's eyes looked deeply at her and the tone seemed profound.

“What?” Ye Qiang looked at him confused, not understanding what he meant.

Muddy put her hand on the burn somewhere and smiled lightly, "Remember, this is for return. ”

“…” Ye Zheng immediately threw his hand away and stared at him with a red face, "You... are ashamed. ”

“Let's go.” Muddy said with a smile.

Angus brought the ice coffin to Xuanmu Palace. Although the Fire Phoenix didn't like Xuanmu Palace very much, they barely followed it in.

“Do you really want to wake her up? What if she wakes up and she's still the Flaming Demon King?” Ming-hee asked Angel uncertainly.

“A demon king without a demon, what else do you think she'll do?” Angel waves gently, "rest assured, there are seven spirits, her other spirits have long been reincarnated. Now this, when you wake up, do you remember yourself or something else, besides, can she be more powerful than your father? ”

Ming Xi thought about it and thought that Angel had a point, “Well, you get her out first, I've got the ice coffin. ”

Angel's fingers gently drifted out of the ice coffin, a glimmer of light slowly spit out of Angel's mouth, not into the body of Angel.

The Fire Phoenix looked vigilantly at the Cherry Blossom, although he also knew that the Demon of Fire was on Ye Zheng, but this Cherry Blossom was the enemy of the Xuantian Continent, he could not relax.

“Why aren't you awake?” Angel transferred another spiritual power to the cherry blossom body, and the other party's face was slightly redder, without any change.

“They say it's a dead man. How can you wake up?” The Fire Phoenix shouted despicably.

“Impossible!” Angel shook his head, put the cherry blossom on the ground, reached for her snort, "she still asleep? ”

Ming Xi doesn't really care if Cherry can wake up, anyway, he doesn't know that person. He is interested in the cold ice coffin. Since the last time he tied hands with the fiery monster, he has been trying to improve his cultivation, but no matter how he cultivated, it is difficult to make progress.

He was angry that the fire in the ocean had never really been used.

Maybe this cold ice coffin could really help him.

“Little Fire, let's go.” Ming-hee hid the cold ice coffin and was ready to bring it back to her house for bed.

“Okay.” Fire Phoenix nodded and couldn't help but stay away from this cherry blossom.

They just walked up to the door and saw Mulder and Ye Jiao come together.

“Dad, Mom.” Ming Xi stopped, he was always restrained when facing Mudi.

“Lord of the city, madam.” The Fire Phoenix stood next to Minghee and looked at the ground.

“Where's Angel?” Just the two of them, Murdie slightly frowned.

Ming-hee said, "He's waking up Sakura, we're going back. ”

Ye Zheng pulled him over, "What about the cold ice coffin? ”

“Mother, I took the cold ice coffin back and practiced there in the future. Angel saint said that practicing in the cold ice coffin would do half the work, and I will ask him to teach me how to practice later.” Ming-hee smiled.

“You!” Ye stabbed him in the forehead, "I still have something to ask you. ”

“What is it?” asked Ming-hee in a low voice.

Ye Qiang glanced at Mo Di, “I'll ask you later. ”

They walked into the Peacock Palace and saw Angel staring at Cherry Blossom.

“Wake up, wake up?” The Fire Phoenix shouted in surprise and looked straight at the cherry blossoms that had sat up.

Because of the long-standing relationship with the cold ice coffin, the cherry blossom skin was almost transparent in color, a pair of eyes black and bright, staring at Angel.

“What is your name?” Angel reached out and swayed in front of her, trying to probe her.

“What is your name?” Cherry blossoms are slow and questioned word for word.

“I'm asking you, not you.” Angel laughs with all kinds of charm and is rarely patient.

Sakura looked at him and said slowly, "I'm asking you, not you. ”